Caught in the Act
Qin Zhao did not believe it at all.
Leaving aside the fact that Jin Muyao was not that casual a person.
Even if she truly fell for someone else, she would not let someone take advantage of her so casually.
He and she had karma between them.
Karma was a thing both intangible and illusory, yet it truly existed.
So no matter what, before Jin Muyao met him, she would not have a person she liked.
Qin Zhao was certain of that.
He replied, "I'm not like you. If the girl I liked chose someone else, I'd give her my blessing."
"A real man must be able to pick things up and put them down."
Xiao Yifeng merely listened. He did not believe even a single punctuation mark of it.
Qin Zhao was the typical kind who had reeds fitted to his mouth—his mouth was hard as iron.
"Fine, it'd better be that way. Don't be unable to let go yourself, leaping around like a monkey, while others put it in, back and forth!"
Xiao Yifeng straightened up his appearance and prepared to leave.
But those words were truly too much, and Qin Zhao felt extremely displeased. "Y-you're sick in the head!"
Xiao Yifeng froze. "I'm telling the truth, and you curse me? You're the one sick in the head."
"You're sick in the head!"
"You're the one sick in the head!"
"You're sick in the head?"
"You're the one sick in the head!"
"Let's fight, damn it!"
"Come on! You think I'm afraid of you?"
And just like that, the two began arguing.
They looked as if they were about to start fighting.
Yet neither of them made a move.
"Damn it, you're right up my alley. Find a place and have a few drinks!"